Yeah so Im my way home tnight and this green Integra I see in the mornings in rush hour pulls up next to me. I was in 5th gear and he just nails it. I drop to 4th and catch up to him. (I wasnt ready) I'm dead even with him just chillin, knowing I'm faster and I'm comming up on traffic. I slow down cause there is a car in my lane comming up fast. He just keeps going. Next thing I see is his car back firing and smoking BAD, I mean BAD BAD. HE stays in the fast lane and all I see is white smoke and flames out the tail-pipe. I'm laughing my ass off
He gets off at my exit and pulls right over. I pull over too. His name was Dave and he had a BIG turbo. He had no fuel manegment (just a FPR). I said to him "I wish you would of slowed down so I could show you what I could do" he was confused. He said he rane a 14.2(or3) at the track then I said 13.4 buddy and a 14b see yeah later
